The outfit showed how toned she was. I looked at her telling her she looks fantastic in it.She blushes some and thanks me for the compliment. A guy st...ill has to tell his wife she still looks good after all these years. Makes them feel good about themselves.We get to the dance hall. It was a mixed club of young and old with blacks and whites drinking together. Not like in our younger days where you went out to a club within your age group and race.I ordered a couple of drinks for us. After. Then I looked at it. He seemed sincere when he told me to be waiting for him that afternoon. The more I thought about it, the more I thought "Pity Fuck." Or maybe just something to try to get a little variety.Wes came right out and told me I was number three. "I love you but Les will always be #1." An afterthought. With no guaranty that any new ones would be lower on the list. I could be last resort even if he had a harem.I'm not sure how I felt about Wes the day before he came home. I was. My son has all the best features of my husband and me. My almond shaped eyes and my husband's green hue, my husband's thin lips and my pout, my curls and my husband's honey brown color, and my husband's tall frame with my round ass. But by far the sexiest part of my baby was his skin, which is the color of milk and honey. "Mommy." I love when he calls me that. "Yes, baby." "Please, let me go inside you." I smiled and kissed him. I could still taste traces of my pussy on his tongue. I then. "Judging by what I'm seeing, I think you're better than Carmen, Emma. She wasn't using such a quick technique like that, but it was still to die for, though." We know, we saw the video," I reminded her, before arching my head. "Yes, you're almost there now; you're teasing my clit now. That's how I fell in love with her, Ms. Lewis. Maybe that's shallow, but that's how it happened." No judgments here," she moaned, quaking the desk quite a bit herself.I felt like she was poking me yet again, and.